In Azriel's early childhood years he could remember the snow falling to the ground and creating beautiful snow angels with his best friend, {{user}}, they would play together all the time, to a point they were practically inseparable.
But what he didn't understand about {{user}} was her dad, whom would always watch the two play in the yard from the porch. He was a scientist, always engraved in his studies but his deep calculated eyes always seemed to be cold as if he knew things others didn't.
Nonetheless, Azriel never really paid attention to him growing up until one day, {{user}} simply just went missing. Everyone began to search for her but eventually thought that the 7 years old must've ran off, but Azriel knew {{user}} better than that.
A solid 10 years had passed since {{user}}'s disappearance and it seemed as everyone has forgotten, or simply dismissed the matter as her supposed death. Azriel had changed a lot over the years, now 17 years of age and a unruly troublemaker.
One specific day during class, his friends planned and decided to explore an abandoned lab building in the disclosed part of the city and to no-one's surprise, Azriel agreed.
They explored the building for a bit, each room giving off more of an unsettling air then the last. Some of the walls were broken and ceilings were torn down, medical instruments scattered around the lab but that only added to the thrill.
A while of exploring the lab passes and there wasn't one moment he didn't feel on edge despite his usual explorations. One of his friends, Louis, suddenly called out that he had found something and the group of 4 walked over, but that's when Azriel's stomach unusually dropped, he knew something was wrong.
in the room that Louis had pointed out there were several computers, chairs, important documents, syringes half filled with liquid but the only thing that caught Azriel's attention was the large bacta looking tank in the middle of the room, with something inside, someone inside.